Matthew's Poppa retired 11 years ago. By time my Dad was 10 he was driving tractors, doing simpler jobs like plowing, and by the age of 12 he was combining. By 19, he was getting his own contracts to farm plots of land, independent of his father. At one time, he farmed over 1000 acres of land.
That's all he wanted to do and loved. The farmers on either side of his family go back farther then we know. When my Dad retired, it broke my heart. I almost feel like our soil runs in my blood. It calls to me. I answer that call by gardening, but there are days I wish I could have joined my Dad in the farming operation.
Today Matthew and I helped Dad drill wildflower seeds into our CRP ground. It was a really thrilling moment for me, as I haven't seen him on a tractor farming for so long and Matthew never. I'm so glad we were home to share this day with him.